Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

Showing mercy to the enemy on the battlefield is irresponsible towards one's own life.

Originally, with the Nine Ghosts in charge, there weren't many people in black suits who came here to capture Higashimaki Maki. They split into two groups, so there were only about ten people present at this time.

Perhaps if they were in a more spacious place, these dozen or so people could cause some trouble for Uesugi Kiyoshi, but in this narrow alley, it would be extremely difficult to launch an attack.

Even if they filled the street, Uesugi Kiyoshi would only be facing a maximum of four people at a time.

Unfazed, he pushed off with his feet, propelling himself backward with the force of the impact. Simultaneously, he spun in mid-air like a top, his body spinning rapidly. A flash of gleaming blade pierced the air, and the two men in black suits behind him had no time to react before he sliced ​​off half their heads. Their lifeless bodies fell to the ground like tattered sacks, splashing up murky water. White brain matter and flowing blood spread through the rain, adding a gruesome and bloody touch to the narrow alley.

Strictly speaking, this was Uesugi Kiyoshi's first time killing someone; he had only killed demons before.

But he did not experience any discomfort.

Because of the illusions of ghosts and gods, he had seen too many disgusting and bloody scenes, and as for the guilt of killing—that kind of thing did not exist in his heart.

If I don't kill you, do you expect me to kill you?

With a swift turn and a slash, he eliminated the threat behind him. Uesugi Kiyoshi then turned around, holding his sword with both hands, raising it high into a high stance, and charged forward without hesitation.

When facing multiple opponents, you must not simply defend.

That way, you're most likely to be worn down by wave after wave of enemies. The best tactic to fight against many is to attack with all your might, reduce the number of enemies, use offense as defense, make good use of self-sacrificing skills, and trade injury for life when necessary.

This was the teaching of Kamiizumi Hidekawa, and Uesugi Kiyoshi kept it in mind.

He lowered his knees and exerted force, his steps were compact, and his stance was stable. He used the "Thunder Blade" of the Shin-Kage style.

The Shinkage-ryu style has many types of lightning blades, including the Phase Lightning Blade, the Back Lightning Blade, the Continuation Lightning Blade, and the Outer Lightning Blade. Adding them all together, there are probably close to a hundred styles.

Actually, the principle is quite simple. The so-called Thunder Blade is just a high-level opening move that occupies the center line and delivers a thunderous slash to the enemy.

The reason there are so many variations is that we need to take into account the opponent's response and make different changes, which is why there are many complex situations and corresponding sword stances.

In general, the core of the Thunder Blade is the word "thunder".

Thunder descends from the heavens; the upper section of the sword technique is designed to descend from the sky, suppressing the enemy from above.

Thunder, like a raging storm, is unparalleled in its power and represents the ultimate speed. Correspondingly, the Thunder Blade must be executed quickly and continuously.

Uesugi Kiyoshi was extremely skilled with the Thunder Blade; his fundamentals were very solid, and his strikes were fast, accurate, and steady.

Most of those in black suits were armed with short swords and wakizashi, and they were completely helpless against Uesugi Kiyoshi's thunder sword.

The blades clashed, even sending sparks flying, which were quickly extinguished in the downpour. He parried two short swords, then with a horizontal slash, cut down two men. With a flick of his sword, he deftly deflected a third man's sword, followed by a straight slash down the center line, killing yet another man.

Those in black suits rushed forward one after another, like moths to a flame. Uesugi Kiyoshi remained calm and steady, his sword even more so, like a wildly burning flame, devouring the lives of the moths.

With a step back, he dodged the desperate attack of two wakizashi. Uesugi Kiyoshi changed his sword stance, lowered his body and slashed horizontally, ripping open the two men in black suits. Then he stepped forward, pushing the two heavily wounded enemies aside, adjusted his sword stance, and swung his sword again without backing down.

Dancing amidst flashing blades, fighting for their lives in a rain of blood, the chaotic dance of swords and spears is like a dazzling firework display; with each burst of brilliance, souls scatter and lives perish.

When Uesugi Kiyoshi suddenly found himself completely surrounded by empty space, he realized with a start that he had thoroughly slain the entire alley.

Behind him lay a pile of severed limbs and a black suit jacket twitching and struggling, not quite dead yet. The rain could not wash away the stench of blood. Uesugi Kiyoshi's sword was already dulled from the blows.

No one could withstand his blade; the journey was only a few steps, and a few seconds had passed before the ground was littered with dead souls.

Uesugi Kiyoshi exhaled a breath of stale air, performed a cool blood-vibration move, shook off the blood on his sword, tilted his head slightly, stared at the remaining enemy, and revealed a somewhat unusual, warm smile.

"Should I say that he truly deserves to be called a ritualist who has sided with the gods and spirits? He shows absolutely no mercy to the lives of his subordinates."

"You're a smart man. The nodachi is useful in one-on-one combat in this kind of alleyway fighting, but it's not suitable for ganging up on others. So you want to use your subordinates' lives to gain the opportunity to observe the flaws in my swordsmanship?"

"Ha, are you that afraid of me?!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi roared out the last sentence, his eyes instantly turning fierce, and his smile becoming somewhat sinister.

As if venting all the pent-up frustration from the killing, he licked his lips, his hand hanging down, gripping the knife. His smile was silent, yet chilling.

He exhaled a puff of white breath, and Uesugi Kiyoshi's voice became low and deep, carrying a heavy sense of oppression.

"So, what did you see? My weakness?"

Kuki Akara finally spoke.

His voice was hoarse and strange, like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing together, which was somewhat unpleasant.

"The One-Sword Style's slash, the Shinkage Style's lightning blade and slash, the sword-stealing technique of the Muto-tachi, the Iso-no-gai-ryu's sword-drawing technique, if I'm not mistaken, it's the Funeral Blade and the Water Moon Sensation. And what is that sword backslash? Could it be the long-lost Fusha Blade?"

Kuki Akari was a semi-expert, recounting Uesugi Kiyoshi's moves in great detail.

Uesugi Kiyoshi nodded slightly.

"Ha, you have quite the insight."

“Every school of swordsmanship is different, each with its own strengths and weaknesses. It’s useless to just look at it with your eyes. The real winner will only be known after a fight.”

"This is a principle that my master taught me."

Kuki Akari stood ready, holding his nodachi horizontally, his expression grave.

"Each has its strengths and weaknesses. That's right."

"And what about you? What are you good at?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi raised an eyebrow and glanced at Kuki Akane, then sheathed his katana, resting it on his waist and assuming a starting stance for iaido.

He smiled calmly, his tone even, his eyes undisturbed.

"I know a little bit about everything."

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Chapter 61 Evil Must Be Killed

Uesugi Kiyoshi rarely boasted, even when facing his enemies.

The so-called swordsmanship is about drawing inferences from one instance to another and applying one's knowledge to other situations. He dared not say that he had all the ancient sword styles in Japan in his mind, but at least he was familiar with the basic structure of Shinkage-ryu, which is based on Itto-ryu and Shinto-ryu.

What he lacks is simply enough real combat experience to allow him to integrate the sword techniques he has mastered into battle, thereby elevating his swordsmanship to a new level.

Once this step is completed, he will probably be worthy of the title "Sword Master".

He didn't waste words with Kuki Akado. This big guy was stalling for time, and he wasn't stupid; of course he could see that.

Although I don't know what he's waiting for, I can't let him have his way.

Now, Uesugi Kiyoshi and Kuki Akari are only five steps apart, a truly intimate space, a life-or-death battleground where swordsmen determine victory or defeat.

Just then, amidst the raging wind and rain, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky above Tokyo, seemingly dividing the entire sky into two distinct halves, followed by a continuous barrage of thunderclaps echoing across the horizon.

Uesugi Kiyoshi felt a sudden surge of emotion, and his killing intent and sword aura had reached their peak.

The next second, without hesitation, he bent down and sprang up, unleashing a powerful Iaijutsu slash.

He used the most orthodox Iaido style—Hayashi Myojin Musou-ryu.

The Iaijutsu, created by Hayashizaki Jinsuke, is a technique specifically designed for assassination. It excels at defeating the strong with the weak and can decapitate an opponent before they can even draw their sword.

Hayashiki-ryu's sword-drawing technique is derived from Kashima Shintō-ryu, which is a very simple swordsmanship that emphasizes a pure "one-hit kill".

Based on this, Hayashi Jinsuke practiced diligently for more than a decade, and finally, by chance, he comprehended a "sword technique that pierces one's own shadow," which was the prototype of Hayashi-ryu drawing sword technique.

Drawing the sword and attacking in one move gives you the upper hand and makes you invincible.

The core principle is just one thing—speed!

Uesugi Kiyoshi arrived with a thunderous roar, his sword flashing faster than lightning. With a swift, sweeping slash, he cut through the rain curtain before him, his unparalleled sharpness aimed at Kuki Akari's waist.

A knife can cut water, and it can also take a person's life.

Because of his height, Uesugi Kiyoshi chose to strike the vital area of ​​the waist and abdomen. If this strike had landed properly, it would have resulted in being cut in half at the waist. Not to mention a mere ritual practitioner, even a demon or god would not have survived.

Kuki Akari didn't just stand there dumbfounded. He was already on high alert, and when he caught sight of Uesugi Kiyoshi's movements, he hurriedly swung his nodachi horizontally, trying to parry Uesugi Kiyoshi's attack.

The moment his nodachi was raised an inch, Uesugi Kiyoshi's Bizen sword had already cleaved his crimson suit into pieces, and continued its relentless advance without diminishing its momentum.

The expected bloody scene did not occur.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's expression changed slightly, and he sighed inwardly. Before Kuki Akane could switch from defense to offense, he took the lead in retreating, taking seven or eight steps back, and stood there glancing at the katana in his hand.

Several nicks of varying sizes have appeared on the already somewhat chipped blade.

Kuki Akari's body seemed to be forged from metal. Although Uesugi Kiyoshi's Iaijutsu was too focused on speed and thus lacked some power, it was still more than enough to cut a man in a black suit in half at the waist, leaving him utterly dead.

But this attack only tore Kuki Akari's suit, without even breaking his skin.

His own knife was severely damaged; a knife damaged to this extent could only be used for one more cut before it was considered unusable.

Although Yokota was tough and resilient back then, even a regular cleaver could inflict physical damage on him.

However, the Kuki Akane in front of him was a bit of a problem for Uesugi Kiyoshi in terms of defense.

Uesugi Kiyoshi even suspected that ordinary rifle fire would be ineffective against Kuki Akari.

He gripped the katana tightly in his hand and let out a soft sigh.

"If only I had a good knife."

If he had a famous sword capable of shattering gold and jade, this single Iai technique would have been enough to secure victory, and he wouldn't have wasted this brilliant strike.

Why do you think the ancestors of the Tobun family would leave behind a reverse-blade sword? Using a reverse-blade sword is not as simple as "using the sword backwards." To use a reverse-blade sword, you need to pair it with swordsmanship specifically designed for it; otherwise, it is difficult to use its blade to cut someone. Uesugi Kiyoshi does not know this kind of swordsmanship.

Otherwise, given the sharpness of the reverse blade on the ship, it would probably be enough to harm Kuki Akane.

Kuki Akatsuki was slashed but was unharmed, yet he did not underestimate Uesugi Kiyoshi in the slightest.

Uesugi Kiyoshi believed that Kuki Akane was a "secret ritual practitioner".

actually not.

This is Dong Wenyu asking the gods for "extra money".

Yesterday, Kuki Akane and Kuki Ao were in the teahouse. They are dead. The one standing here now is not the leader of the Twin Demons Group, but a demon in human skin.

There are two ways for ghosts and gods to return to the mortal world: "possession" and "descendance".

The current Kuki Akagami and Kuki Ao are the Akagami and Aogi that have possessed their bodies. They are "Oni" (demon) who are active in Japanese folklore and possess true demonic power.

They devoured the memories of Kuki Akane and Kuki Ao, seized their bodies, and brought their power to the mortal realm to capture much-needed sacrifices for their masters—this was their mission.

That's why Kuki Akane was so wary of Uesugi Kiyoshi—as a demon, he possessed incredibly strong physical strength and an indestructible body, as well as countless techniques and life-or-death combat experience he had witnessed throughout his long life. However, his greatest nemesis was the kind of swordsmanship that directly inflicted damage and affected the mind.

He vividly remembered the horrific scene of Yokota's death and dared not be careless in the slightest.

However, the battle had already begun, and there was no time to back down. Kuki Akatsuki no longer hesitated. With a low shout, he swung the heavy nodachi as if it were nothing in his hand, slashing towards Uesugi Kiyoshi with a sharp whooshing sound.